The thoughts of a Homeschooled Teenage Girl.

That little thing called “change”

It’s amusing watching people change. Watching them hurt, watching them slowly build their walls up one by one. Knowing that they were such a different person before, than they are now.

The way they act towards others completely alters in such a short amount of time. But no matter what, you could still see the person that was inside of them before. They’re still there, it’s still them, but at the same time it’s not.